Luyện nghe bài hát Played Like a Piano

King Tee's drunk again, yo, this out, aww shit, aw shit
I wanna dedicate this song to all them out there
That, that, that perpentratin', perpetratin', perpin'tratin', wait,
(Eh but yo, King Tee, man, is this? What is this?)

Some shit for the King's anthology
And I'm done, don't expect no apology
Stupid motherfuckers shoulda when I warned 'em
I'm the Boondocks of Compton, California

I'm just to whoop some ass
I went to school, but I flunked every class
So what makes you think I give a fuck respect?
I'll put bitch in check and I'll bet

You won't run up, son of a and a bitch, too
I shoulda did a drive by on you and your
y'all be poppin' some shit that's unheard of
For you, the word? Uh, it's murder, son

When I be your hood with a passion
And I ain't talkin' action Jackson
When I come you better run for
Or get like a fuckin' piano

And yo, we got my Ice Cube
In the from the motherfuckin'
Mob, what's up, nigger? And yo Ice Cube
I you're a singer now, man, what's up? Yo, yo

Do ray me but I sing, mothafucker
I kick shit with the King,
Ice will clock the cash, rock the mass
And if you run up, sock your ass

And watch eye get swollen
'Cuz I'm playin' punk niggas like
So bust a cap or and die
Yul Brynner, it's still The King and I

Cuz where I'm from the sun shine
So one time hope I only one rhyme
But I bust one for the suckers
Last year I was Ruthless, now I'm mothafuckers

And you'll see in a tree, MCs and
Now they're lookin' for me, King Tee, and
Now every nigga that crossed me's
'Cuz I played their ass like a piano

Yo, check this out, we got my
Breeze in the motherfuckin' from the L.A. Posse
And he got some shit to
on, man, bust this shit

Well, I'm-a the mic like it was a jack move
Run with the beat as as the track moves
Hot as lava, organized a seminar
you, your crew, him

And them and a couple of who think they can get butt
You and shit, so nitwit, just get the nuts
your high hopes, watchin' you write notes
Better walk a chalk line, not fuckin' a

Rap slicker, thicker, than others, then I stop swift
Shift from 1st to 5th, you stop to shoplift
Take the mic stand the duty calls
If I bust a nut for rhyme I had, I'd get blue balls

as drama, I'm-a watch her say, "Me too
You're than Michu, your rhymes are see-through
You're nothin' GQ, transparent, I made it apparent
I'm to wax and tax the incoherent

B R E E Z E will easily remain to be-e a top MC
When you see me, I a beanie, and not a Kangol
Now you got played, a fuckin' piano

is just a sample of three black Nigroes
Who grew up in the of the ghetto
Doin' what we had to just to ends meet
steal for a livin', some stand on the street, just slang

Some gang-bang, but big
They say in Compton, you gotta or get killed
Mothafuckin' police ya over, slam ya down
Then tell ya that your is their town

And I ain't goin' for no shit that
Cuff me up, take me to jail, I'll come
Talkin' much shit, 'cuz I talk what the I feel
A few weeks in the ain't no big deal

So a like you can't fuck with me
That big nigga named King Tee
You think ya can? I don't that you can, though
Peace to Ice and Breeze and the fuckin' piano